There is nothing about being online that is more judgmental. As a blogger we often put our families, spouses, and selves on display and there is nothing more disheartening then when a topic of discussion turns to nastiness. Last night, Jen from Life with Levi posted on her facebook this picture (credited to Granola Babies):
Her entire intent was to show support that no matter what type of mom we are, we are all good moms.
Instead, in true internet fashion, it turned to nastiness that would rival a middle school bully. If you want to read the mud slinging, name calling, and people referring to circumcision as being a pedophile, knock yourself out. Just know Jen is a nice person and this was NOT her intention.
So Jen has started a meme where bloggers can basically be honest. Be honest about what kind of mom you are and that it is OK. Taking a deep breath, here we go.
I am a mom all the time.
I am a bad mom some times.
I am a good mom some days.
I am a FANTASTIC mom most days.
At some point during the week I like one of my kids more than the other.
I let my daughter eat candy and ice cream…and not just on special occasions. In fact, I am pretty sure we have had cake for breakfast.
I do not let my kids have a drop of soda. Not cause it isn’t “healthy”, but because I don’t want to ruin their teeth.
I use disposable diapers.
I breastfed my daughter for a few months, then pumped, then formula. With my son, I skipped it all and only formula fed.
I probably kiss them way WAY too much and will until they physically push me down and then I will hold them down and still do it.
I make my daughter wear shorts under ALL her dresses.
I do not like my daughter playing with boys that are not family.
We go to restaurants and eat non organic food.
I take baths with my infant son and my daughter walks in all the time when I am in the shower and I don’t run from her.
My daughter had a paci till she was 3 and my son is 1 and I imagine he will too.
My daughter still has a special blanket that she sleeps with…and so do I.
I let my daughter take cups with her to bed till she was 5 and she still keeps water on her dresser now at 7. She has never had a cavity in her life.
My son is 13 months and not off formula or bottles. I am not pushing it.
I had my daughters ears pierced at 5 months old…they closed up and she is now 7 years old and wants them back. I will let her.
Both of my kids have to sleep in their own beds unless they are sick…and even then I prefer to lay with them in their room than them in mine.
Some days I wish they would sleep till 7pm so I did not have to make breakfast, lunch, dinner and clean up whatever they threw on the floor for the umpteenth time.
We pray every night before bed.
And you know what else? I love my children so much it hurts some days. There is no parent right or wrong. I do not care if you breastfeed, so you should not care if I bottle feed. I listen, love, and hold my children for their every need. I try to balance their independence while still providing them with a shelter of their mother. I hope that they grow up to be smart, strong, and self sufficient, but I can promise you that in raising them, it will have nothing to do with HOW I cared for them but that I cared FOR them.
Sometimes people remark that Phoenyx is the “happiest baby they have ever seen”. That is because his family loves him and he knows that.
If you want to be a proud mother, feel free to post back on your blog and confess your “bad habits” and link up on Jens site.
What you are doing right now? I can assure you that it’s good enough.